Chapter 6698 On the Training Platform

The skyfire sword energy and the blue true energy of the green-robed monk intertwined, sparking sparks. Chen Xuan's eyes were firm and deep. He devoted himself to the battle and became one with the fire of the Vermillion Bird, showing an extreme swordsmanship and the realm of control of the skyfire.

The green-robed monk felt an unprecedented huge pressure. His true energy barrier gradually couldn't support it and was gradually broken by the burning of the Vermillion Bird Fire. The skyfire sword energy penetrated his true energy defense line, like an invisible sword piercing his body.

The green-robed monk's mouth was bleeding, and his body retreated involuntarily. Chen Xuan followed closely, the sword light was like lightning, the skyfire was like a sea, and the opponent was enveloped in an endless flame. At this time, the wind and clouds on the training platform changed again, and a huge Vermillion Bird appeared in the sea of ​​fire, with its wings flapping.

The eyes of the green-robed monk were full of shock and helplessness. He felt that he was on the verge of life and death. Chen Xuan waved the Vermillion Bird Sword in his hand and shattered the last line of defense of the green-robed monk with the power of fire. A brilliant sword light cut through the night sky, falling like a meteor.

The green-robed monk's body trembled violently, and finally collapsed on the training platform, losing the strength to fight. The entire training platform was filled with a burning breath, and the dancing sky fire illuminated the entire night sky.

At this moment, the tranquility on the training platform was completely broken, and a boiling cheer resounded through the sky.

On the training platform, cheers surged like a tide. Chen Xuan's victory caused a sensation in the entire training field. The monks exchanged their views on this battle, and discussions came one after another.

Some people were stunned and said: "This Chen Xuan's strength is so powerful! His swordsmanship and control of the sky fire are simply astonishing."

"The Vermillion Bird Fire is so terrifying, it's simply the magical power of fire! This is the first time I have seen such a monk." A monk said excitedly.

Some monks who were watching the battle also expressed their opinions: "This battle is so exciting. Chen Xuan's swordsmanship is extremely skillful, and every move is exquisite."

"The control of the Vermillion Bird Fire is too amazing, it is simply a stroke of genius."

"This battle is definitely the peak battle in the history of the training field!"

"Although the green-robed monk is not weak, he is like a meteor in front of Chen Xuan, and it is instantly eclipsed."

"Chen Xuan is really a genius. I think he will definitely become a shining star in the training field in the future."

The monks' discussions filled the entire training platform, and they exchanged their admiration and admiration for Chen Xuan. Some people silently pondered the mysteries of Chen Xuan's swordsmanship, while others were shocked by the power of the Vermillion Bird Fire. For a time, the air in the training field seemed to be frozen in the aftermath of this battle.

However, in the face of these discussions, Chen Xuan maintained a calm smile. He was not complacent because of his victory, but knew that the road to cultivation was long, and every battle was an experience and a step on the road to progress.

The sand rustled, as if welcoming Chen Xuan's return.

Following the stone steps, he came to the gate of the training tower. The tower was soaring into the sky, like a towering giant tower, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

The gate was open, exuding a faint fragrance, as if leading to a mysterious realm.

Standing in front of the gate, Chen Xuan couldn't help but review his experience in the training tower.

Although the training path in the tower was full of challenges, it also made him gain a lot, his cultivation was further improved, and his state of mind became deeper.

Walking out of the training tower, Chen Xuan's sight was attracted by the scenery in the distance.

The mountains were undulating, as if a scroll was unfolding in front of him. He took a deep breath, feeling the freshness of nature, and his mood was happy and peaceful.

There was a meadow in the distance, and the green grass swayed in the breeze. Chen Xuan happily came to a small pavilion surrounded by green vines and a cool breeze.

There was a stone table and several stone benches in the pavilion, which seemed to be a resting place specially provided for practitioners. Chen Xuan sat down and closed his eyes to feel the natural aura around him.

The sound of birds singing came from afar, melodious and peaceful. He calmly felt the peaceful environment. Perhaps, this was the moment of peace he really needed outside the practice tower, allowing his mind to settle.

The practitioners around were also walking in this open space, some on the small bridge, and some under the tree to practice.

The sun gradually set in the west, casting a golden afterglow.

Chen Xuan stood up and prepared to leave this quiet open space.

In the quiet practice space, a demon warrior quietly appeared. He hid in the shadow of the tree and stared at Chen Xuan. This demon warrior was wearing a deep blood robe, and the ferocious demon aura was permeating around him, like a lurking beast.

His eyes were as sharp as a knife, staring at Chen Xuan, secretly thinking about how to deal with this cultivator from the human race. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He knew that this was a great opportunity to attack Chen Xuan.

"Chen Xuan, do you think you can be safe here?" The demon warrior whispered to himself, with a cunning light in his eyes. He was neither impatient nor impatient, like a lurking cheetah, waiting for the best hunting opportunity.

The sky fire sword energy and the blue true energy of the green-robed monk intertwined with each other, sparking sparks. Chen Xuan's eyes were firm and deep. He devoted himself to this battle and became one with the fire of the Vermillion Bird, showing an extreme swordsmanship and the realm of control of the sky fire.

The green-robed monk felt an unprecedented huge pressure. His true energy barrier gradually couldn't support it and was gradually broken by the burning of the Vermillion Bird Fire. The sky fire sword energy penetrated his true energy defense line, like an invisible sword piercing his body.

Blood flowed from the corner of the green-robed monk's mouth, and his body retreated involuntarily. Chen Xuan followed closely, the sword light was like lightning, and the sky fire was like a sea, covering the opponent in an endless flame. At this time, the wind and clouds on the training platform changed again, and a huge Vermillion Bird appeared in the sea of ​​fire, flapping its wings.

The green-robed monk's eyes were full of shock and helplessness. He felt that he was on the verge of life and death. Chen Xuan waved the Vermillion Bird Sword in his hand and chopped off the last line of defense of the green-robed monk with the power of fire. A bright sword light cut through the night sky and fell like a meteor.

The green-robed monk's body trembled violently, and finally collapsed on the training platform, losing the strength to fight. The entire training platform was filled with a burning breath, and the dancing sky fire illuminated the entire night sky.

At this moment, the tranquility on the training platform was completely broken, and a boiling cheer resounded through the sky.

On the training platform, cheers surged like a tide. Chen Xuan's victory caused a sensation in the entire training field. The cultivators exchanged their views on this battle, and discussions continued.

Some people were stunned and said: "This Chen Xuan's strength is so strong! His swordsmanship and control of heavenly fire are simply astonishing."

"The Vermillion Bird Fire is so terrifying, it is simply the magical power of fire! This is the first time I have seen such a cultivator." A cultivator said excitedly.

Some monks who were watching the battle also expressed their opinions: "This battle is so exciting. Chen Xuan's swordsmanship is extremely skillful, and every move is exquisite."

"The control of the Vermillion Bird Fire is too amazing, it is simply a stroke of genius."

"This battle is definitely the peak battle in the history of the training field!"

"Although the green-robed monk is not weak, he is like a meteor in front of Chen Xuan, and it is instantly eclipsed."

"Chen Xuan is really a genius. I think he will definitely become a shining star in the training field in the future."

The monks' discussions filled the entire training platform, and they exchanged their admiration and admiration for Chen Xuan. Some people silently pondered the mysteries of Chen Xuan's swordsmanship, while others were shocked by the power of the Vermillion Bird Fire. For a time, the air in the training field seemed to be frozen in the aftermath of this battle.

However, in the face of these discussions, Chen Xuan maintained a calm smile. He was not complacent because of his victory, but knew that the road to cultivation was long, and every battle was an experience and a step on the road to progress.

The sand rustled, as if welcoming Chen Xuan's return.

Following the stone steps, he came to the gate of the training tower. The tower was soaring into the sky, like a towering giant tower, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

The gate was open, exuding a faint fragrance, as if leading to a mysterious realm.

Standing in front of the gate, Chen Xuan couldn't help but review his experience in the training tower.

Although the training path in the tower was full of challenges, it also made him gain a lot, his cultivation was further improved, and his state of mind became deeper.

Walking out of the training tower, Chen Xuan's sight was attracted by the scenery in the distance.

The mountains were undulating, as if a scroll was unfolding in front of him. He took a deep breath, feeling the freshness of nature, and his mood was happy and peaceful.

There was a meadow in the distance, and the green grass swayed in the breeze. Chen Xuan happily came to a small pavilion surrounded by green vines and a cool breeze.

There was a stone table and several stone benches in the pavilion, which seemed to be a resting place specially provided for practitioners. Chen Xuan sat down and closed his eyes to feel the natural aura around him.

The sound of birds singing came from afar, melodious and peaceful. He calmly felt the peaceful environment. Perhaps, this was the moment of peace he really needed outside the practice tower, allowing his mind to settle.

The practitioners around were also walking in this open space, some on the small bridge, and some under the tree practicing.

The sun gradually set in the west, casting a golden afterglow.

Chen Xuan stood up and prepared to leave this quiet open space.

In the quiet practice space, a demon warrior quietly appeared. He hid in the shadow of the tree and stared at Chen Xuan. This demon warrior was wearing a deep blood robe, and the ferocious demon aura was permeating around him, like a lurking beast.

His eyes were as sharp as a knife, staring at Chen Xuan, secretly thinking about how to deal with this cultivator from the human race. A sneer appeared on his lips. He knew this was a great opportunity to attack Chen Xuan.

"Chen Xuan, do you think you can be safe here?" The demon warrior whispered to himself, with a cunning light in his eyes. He was neither impatient nor impatient, like a lurking cheetah, waiting for the best time to hunt.